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My Eyes

She blinks up at me

From down by my feet.

She changed me.

 

Take a big breath in every time I speak

So I don’t hate me.

 

Well the secrets out,

I let nothing in

So she gets low.

 

She reminds me how

I have been

Cuz I don’t know.

 

My eyes stay the same

While the rest of me changes,

 

But you can see the strain

By the way my face is.

 

I’ve kicked her out 

Time and time again,

She has no master.

 

I run and run as fast as I can,

But she runs faster.

 

She’s every second of everyday 

Until I run out.

 

There’s just too many numbers I have to say

For me to count.

 

I swear I’d let her hurt me,

I swear upon my life,

I swear I’d let her kill me

Or at least I’d let her try.

 

I swear her claws are in deep,

Down to the bone.

I swear if you go near her

Your life won’t be your own.

 

Your life won’t be your own,

And neither will your body,

And neither will your soul.

  • Author: Alex (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 4th, 2022 10:55
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about my struggle with an eating disorder and body dysmorphia. I'll never fully be able to explain how it feels but writing helps!
  • Category: Sad
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  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.

Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    (do no give that thing
    the power of acknowledgement;
    hate is never the opposite to love
    it's, Indifference..
    so this
    Thing
    exists, where you do
    so what
    only You, curate reality
    with your choices
    this, life sucking leach
    is but a wink of realisation
    away
    from, utter insignificance
    that realisation, where
    you awake your survival instincts
    and value your worth..
    not for your aesthetics
    or other's clueless opinions
    of you..
    its when your Eyes, can see
    You
    for all the great potential, waiting
    to be found and realised
    within, You!)
    great detail, expressed well
    the feel
    of the battle raging within you
    but try and forget the day to day
    battles scores
    you just concentrate
    on winning the war, stay Strong!
    dear poet



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